The entire Qingyun Mountain has been zoned for hundreds of miles, and ordinary people are isolated from afar, and Yan (forbidden jìn) is half a step closer to here.

Everyone knows that today there will be a gathering here that is related to the fate of the southwest region of the Qiwu Continent, and there is a possibility that a once-in-a-century earth-shattering battle will break out.

On the rooftop, the flags of various countries are planted, and the various colors displayed in the wind will render the war spirit here high.

Four teams of different colors have gathered on the shining platform that has long been arranged.

The golden armor of the Heavenly Hidden Kingdom, a (身shēn) golden divine light, like a heavenly soldier descending to earth, is very heroic;

The golden wolf iron guard of the Mengjili Kingdom, dressed in white animal skins, opened the resolute (chest xiōng) bore of the grassland children, and wanted to sweep away the evil demons ((swing dàng) dàng).

The beast warriors of the Fubo tribe have one (身shēn) brown-black skin rendered by the sea breeze and the scorching sun, and wear light blue shorts and shorts, showing their fighting spirit and strength everywhere when they are exposed to the full muscles (flesh ròu).

And the brave soldiers from the kingdom of Ritsu (Hi) and the kingdom of Izumo are wearing cyan armor, and their eyes are full of the light of battle.

Golden, white, blue, and blue, each with a hundred horses.

There are not many of them, but they are all the most elite fighting forces of the major forces, each of them is at least a powerhouse at the peak of the innate peak, and there are more than a hundred masters above the middle stage of Yunling.

This is the last bargaining chip for all righteous people.

Originally, these people together were enough to destroy tens of thousands of pylorics, but now the ten thousand pyloric gates are already stronger than everyone imagined.

After today's passing, it is still unknown how many masters present will remain.

On the high platform, there are several bigwigs standing strong.

Pu Aman, Prince Baker, Mo Chaoran, as well as the three great treasurers of the World Business Alliance, the protector general of the Falling (Rirì) Kingdom, and other powerful people have all been present.

And the monarchs of several major forces, such as Lin Haoyuan, Xiaoran and others, are waiting in the Izumo Palace at the moment, waiting for everyone's news.

Princess Xiaoxiang held the fire and stood at the edge of the high platform.

These powerhouses, along with the four hundred most powerful Terran warriors in the audience, set their eyes on the blue-shirted and long-haired young man in the middle.

Lin Yang's face was calm and his bearing was like a mountain.

He looked at the expectant eyes of everyone in front of him, felt everyone's heartbeat, and the blood in his body slowly began to heat up.

In such a situation, he should have made an impassioned statement, but the people present were not ordinary sergeants who still needed encouragement, and everyone knew their role and value today.

They are the last backbone of the Southwest region.

They have long been ready to use their own blood to defend the peace and tranquility of their country, and they will use their lives to cleanse the demons of the entire southwest region ((swing dàng) dàng) and create eternal peace.

Therefore, Lin Yang did not speak.

He prepares a fiery glass of liquor for everyone.

With a wave of his hand, a mysterious telekinesis was released, and the volley sent the wine glass to each

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) in his hands, Lin Yang held the cup in both hands and held it high to the sky:

"Everyone, a thousand words, are in this glass of wine. Lin Yang is here, and there is only one sentence for all of us - after the Wanyou Gate is destroyed, let's have a good drink, and all the brothers present at that time will not be missing!!"

"Come, Lin Yang will do it first as respect!"

After speaking, Lin Yang raised his head to the sky and poured the boiling hot wine into his throat.

Below.

"Boss, I, Xue Tian, will definitely drink you to death on the table when the time comes, haha, fuck!"

A vulgar voice erupted in the ranks of the cyan armor, with infinite blood and excitement.

Xue Tian's voice ignited the fire in everyone's hearts.

"Prince Lin Yang, our Fubo tribe will definitely kill all the animals in Wanyoumen with you to avenge the big chief, do it!!"

"Brother Lin, our warriors of the grassland will always follow in your footsteps, we will not only drink your wine, but also drink the blood of the demons in the Myriad Gate, come, do it!!"

"!!"

"It's done!!"

Knock knock knock.

Including Huang Shang, Lan Hai and a group of old men, they also did not hesitate to drink the liquor at this time, allowing the hot feeling to rush from their throats to their hearts and lungs, igniting the cells of the body shēn.

Syllable!!

Lin Yang smashed the wine glass in his hand, and his ambition soared into the sky:

"Lin Yang (Rirì) swears here, not to destroy the Ten Thousand Pyloric Gates, and swear not to be a human being!!"

Bang Bang Bang!

Everyone shook their glasses, opened hundreds of mouths, and made the same heroic voice:

"Don't destroy the Ten Thousand Hidden Gates, swear not to be human!"

This voice spread far away and shook the whole world.

The majestic flames of war were ignited in everyone's bodies, and they gathered together at this moment, forming a momentum that soared to the sky, and wanted to burn all the outer demons.

And at this moment, a voice came from the sky in the distance, as if the whole world was plunged into a cold abyss:

"Hehe, the momentum is good, such a person will be more interesting to kill...... Lin Yang, you are very satisfied with your performance. ”

Whew~Whew~

Between heaven and earth, a biting whirlwind of black hair began to blow out of thin air, and the rolling black clouds quickly covered half of the sky like a carpet.

A huge flying battleship slowly appeared in people's sight.

It was a flying spirit treasure that had never appeared on the Qiwu Continent (身shēn), and the pitch-black ship (身shēn) was more than a kilometer long, and from a distance, it looked like a huge black magic sword, cutting through the sky and slashing down on everyone's heads.

The Pyloric Gate is coming!!

Lin Yang raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

This trick is good to use first.

Battleships in the sky too

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The voice that sounded from inside the battleship just now was filled with an irresistible supreme coercion, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts fiercely.

Just a few breaths.

The huge battleship flew from the horizon to the top of the lookout, and as people watched their heads covered with a huge shadow (yin yīn), a sense of fear rose in their hearts that they were about to be crushed.

It's a huge heart-wrenching shock.

Lin Yang could even see that some of the innate realm fighters in the team had begun to swallow their saliva, and the battle that had just been mobilized was instantly extinguished by the opponent's oppressive appearance.

This decisive battle between the two sides, from the very beginning, seemed to be dominated by Wanpylori from the momentum.

In the sky, the voice just now continued to sound:

"Hehe, but you only prepared so many people, maybe some of them don't take our Myloric Gate seriously, hundreds of (sex xìng) lives, and kill them in a moment, it's too boring. ”

Hey, hey, haha!

Behind that voice, there was a burst of ridicule and ridicule, as if the screams of the ghosts in the (yin yīn) were terrifying.

At this time, in the face of the enemy's provocation, Lin Yang raised his head and responded lightly:

"Come down and talk, it's tiring to look at you with your neck up...... Or is it that with just a few hundred of us here, you don't have the courage to face it, and you have to hide in that iron lump before you dare to speak?"

Heaven and earth were silent for several seconds.

In the crowd, Xue Tian pouted, did not laugh, but muttered quietly:

"Which stupid ((forced bī)bī) is arrogant in front of our boss Lin, don't you know that our boss is in charge of all kinds of pretends?"

The people in the black battleship seemed to be choked by Lin Yang and didn't know what to say to be more imposing, and after a long pause, he sneered:

"Okay, Lin Yang. Then let me see how long you reptiles can hold up under my Myriad Sect?"

Swish.

A black circular spiritual light appeared from the bottom of the black battleship and shēn on the ground, and then a series of shadows landed on the ground through this black pillar of light.

One, two...... One hundred, two hundred...... One thousand, two thousand......

There are more and more figures coming out of the battleship, and it really seems that Lord Yama has opened the ghost gate, and countless lonely ghosts have flown out from it.

In the end, half of the Wangtiantai Square was occupied by the black gate of Wanyoumen, and there were at least tens of thousands of people at a glance, and the black pressure was like a black demon sea.

In contrast, Lin Yang's side is too pitiful.

The four hundred-man team is like four small sampans in the middle of the black magic sea opposite, and a single wave can overturn it.

What's more, in the middle of this demon sea, there are also several peerless beasts with powerful breaths hidden.

(End of chapter)